Hmm... Wow... I actually got around to writing something... And I still need to finish the Deidara chapter of Why Mourn We Not In Blood... Anyway, this poem is a Kyrielle Sonnet... Yeah... Is it about friendship or romance? I can go either way at this point.
Disclaimer: If I owned it, would I really be writing crappy fan poetry?
He told me that art's not a blast.
Instead, he said, it's made to last.
My response held a bitter tang:
I said, I know that art's a bang.
There came one fight he did not win;
Eternity abandoned him.
And as I felt a small, dull pang
I said, I know that art's a bang.
And then there came a time to shine
And show the world true art was mine,
And though my thoughts of him did hang
I said, I know that art's a bang.
He told me that art's not a blast.
I said, I know that art's a bang.
Feedback would be fantastic. Random side note: There are 99 words in this poem. Wierd, huh?